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Tim Heidecker

"Hot p*ss"

I got my 2 gallon jug of apple juice
Gonna drink it till the jug is dry
And then I whip out my di*k and I fill it back up
And drink it all up tonight

Hot p*ss on the tip of my lips
Dribbling down my chin
Hot p*ss nothings better than this
To waste it'd be, waste it'd be a sin

Well my old lady called me a son of a gun
When she caught me with a jug in my hand
But I'm proud of my taste for the sweet hot p*ss
Baby I ain't gonna change

Hot p*ss on the tip of my lips
Dribbling down my chin
Hot p*ss nothings better than this
To waste it'd be, waste it'd be a sin

Hot p*ss on the tip of my lips
Dribbling down my chin
Hot p*ss nothings better than this
To waste it'd be, waste it'd be a sin

Come on now
You know its good for you
Hot p*ss, hot p*ss
Gimme some of that
Hot p*ss, hot p*ss
Gimme some of that
Hot p*ss
Gimme some of that
Hot p*ss
Gimme some
Hot p*ss, hot p*ss, hot p*ss
Hot p*ss, hot p*ss, hot p*ss
Oh yeah

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